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The last three weeks have been an endless cycle of frustration, progress, a little relief, and then it starts all over again. Oh, and the fear that threads itself all the way through it.
That's from yesterday; Wings went up to prime that small round window. Un like the other two, that one doesn't open, so there's no choice but to do all the work from the outside, on a ladder in a precarious spot. Still needs at least two coats of the blue.
It was not supposed to be warm enough today to paint. The mercury has defied expectations, but 1) there's a breeze that lowers the ambient temp, and 2) a morning of nothing but constant external derailments means I'm further behind than usual. I have to get the apple butter finished today, too, so I have no idea what I might get done outside, if anything at all.
The "relief" part comes in relation to the constant financial threat looming over our heads. I said that we needed to pay ~$725 this week, and that I needed to bring in at least $1,000 total this week just to cover [barring any new disasters] those bills and the rest of the month. Between a partial sale, a regular sale, and a little help from a friend (and thank you all, so, so much), we were almost there. Then last night, we made a big sale, and I can breathe again. Thank you all, from the bottom of my heart. We're four days past the second anniversary of my first brush with death, about 10 days out from the second anniversary of my second . . . and being able to breathe, figuratively as well as literally? Is a wonderful thing.
Even so, there's a lot of year left yet, and a lot more off winter to get through (and spring, before real business resumes again). We have got to make sales. Normally, Wings would already be in the middle of multiple commissions in the works by now, but nothing's normal anymore. I don't know what to do at this point; I can't conjure money from thin cold air. I posted two new pieces a few nights ago (links here) and another the night after that (links here). The new bracelet in the works is turning out not to be a bracelet at all; I'll explain when it drops, which might be this weekend. He has a number of other things in process, too; I'll post them as he completes them.
At any rate, my stress levels are off the charts along with my pain levels now. For those wondering about my own health issues, see here, although now there's a new wrinkle I'm not even going to bother to try to explain (suffice to say there's no affording treatment); with regard to the work being done, some of the details are here. Thanks to my Patreon subscribers (not sure who?) who updated their cards; I'm now down only between $25 and $50 for October. Still, I'm going to need help to get all this, the plumbing and everything else, done and handled, and I can't do it alone. Folks can help in several ways, and we really need it now:
Please share everything, because I'm suddenly back behind the eight-ball on a whole additional front, and yeah, I'm scared about covering everything and surviving, too. Thanks.
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